I have a late addition to my claims to fame list:
- Someone I used to work with is a close friend of John Hegley
Kerry and I went to see him at Leeds City Varieties this evening (John Hegley that is, not the person I used to work with - although actually he was there as well). For those of you who don’t know he’s a comedian/poet, and a damn fine one at that. I offer you a sample by way of illustration:
That’s entertainment
While I was gone away
down to the spray
of the ocean,
leg bent
the dog went
in my tent,
it was a small wet
and yet
it meant
more to me
than all the sea did.
We nearly didn’t go as we were running a bit late and I thought that we would end up arriving after the performance had actually started. I am very reluctant to walk into any comedy show after the comedian has come out onto the stage as I have a strong aversion for unwanted public attention and you are invariably seen as an easy target. Anyhow we weren’t late in the end, which was just as well as we had bought box seats which would have probably made us even more vulnerable.
We had a great time and, inspired by this evenings entertainment, I have now decided that the prize for the best claim to fame competition will be a book of John Hegley’s fabulous comedic poems. I am more than willing to mail it overseas, so all you Mongolians and Czechoslovakians are still in with a chance. However, I refuse to identify a winner if there are less than ten competitors. So even if you don’t want the book you should enter in order that others may benefit. Go on, you know you want to.

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bon bon from Phantom Kitty needs to enter the competition. She hangs out with lots of cool, famous people.
I have two claims to fame (well actually, only one is mine and the other one I claim on behalf of an ex boyfriend which I think is fair recompense for dumping me!)
1. When I was 5 I tapped danced with Roy Castle.
2. Ben, my ex boyfriend, threw up on Timothy Dalton.
Yes, That’s right… James Bond.
Becky.
(To be fair, I don’t think that No 1 counts, as every man and his dog have tap danced with Roy Castle. Apart from me, it seems - Paul)